Again the man smiled, but she had seen warmer mugshots from hardened criminals. At least he’s trying.
“Avoid the east wing for the next week or so,” Cecil said.
Evelyn was slowly making her way through The Grand decorating rooms as inspiration struck. Occasionally there were mechanical issues affecting the lighting and ventilation, but those rarely hindered her progress.
“I’m hesitant to ask why,” Evelyn said while flashing a smile.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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